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Well, then, you shouldn't have had your henchmen write that essay.

Will you sign it for me? In pencil?

someday someone's gonna make the world's largest fruit pie.

You're tarnishing the spirit of the Winter Games.

I'd like to thank my mother, my agent, and my baby's mama.

So, how does it feel to be the official torchbearer?

Hot or cold towel, Hank?

Hank. Have you been shot?

And you know, these are the very same towels from back then.

The year is 1953.

No, Dad. I'm speed walking.

This cigarette was lit with the Olympic torch.

But He made his point.

Well, it was just sitting in a box gathering dust and dust-mite feces.

I do love america

I tell you what. The spider plants have thrived on it.

The torch should go to someone really deserving.

How's it feel, Dad? Is it everything I hoped it would be?

You don't give someone an award they don't deserve just to cheer them up.

Well, actually, Bobby, I already have.

I was just trying to help.